Saturday, May 19, 2007
get lonely
shadows on the broad lawn,
canopy of trees.
some time after midnight,
the ground is gonna freeze.
birds in the frosty air,
what are they doing there?
greenhouse full of butcher's broom,
breezes at my back.
some time before the sun comes up,
the earth is gonna crack.
I look down at my hands,
like they were mirrors.
fresh coffee at sunrise,
warm my lips against the cup.
been waiting such a long time now,
my number's finally coming up.
all the neighbors come on out to their front porches,
waving torches.
-"New Monster Avenue"
-Paddy Clarke-
Paddy Clarke-
Has no da.
Ha ha ha!
I didn't listen to them. They were only kids.
Something happened: I started crying. I went to thump him and before I had a fist made I was crying. I hung on to his nose for a while longer, just to be holding him. I didn't know why I was crying; it shocked me. I let go of his nose. I put my arms around him. My hands touched around the back. He stayed hard and closed. I thought my arms would soften him. They'd have to.
I was hugging a statue. I couldn't even smell him because my nose was full of snot and I couldn't get rid of it. I stayed that way because I didn't want to give up. My arms got sore. My crying turned into a hum; no tears. I wondered did Sinbad - Francis - know that I'd been crying? Because of him, mostly.
I couldn't stop myself from crying these days.
I let go of him.
-Francis?
-Paddy Clarke Ha Ha Ha
i jumped in the river and what did I see?
black-eyed angels swimming with me;
a moon full of stars and astral cars.
all the figures i used to see,
all my lovers were there with me,
all my past and futures,
and we all went to heaven in a little row boat.
there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt.
-
"Pyramid Song"
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